Chapter 1

Ave was streaming a movie on the TV when she went to the bathroom and forgot to turn it off.

On the screen, Ave was chatting with a man.

The man: [Today is my birthday. I bought you a bunny girl outfit. Want to try it on tonight?]

Ave: [Wait for me, I'll be there soon.]

I forced myself to stay calm.

I picked up my phone and recorded their chat.

The sound of the bathroom door opening reached me.

Quickly, I turned off the TV.

"Daniel, my best friend's birthday is tonight, so I won't be home for dinner."

I forced a smile.

"Okay, have fun."

After Ave left, I picked up the recording and watched it over and over.

The man had sent Ave the delivery code, revealing his phone number.

I searched for him on social media.

The latest post was a short video.

It showed Ave, wearing a very short skirt, being kissed on the head by a man at the beach during sunset.

Because of the lighting, I couldn't make out the man's face.

My hands trembled as I kept scrolling.

The man posted a picture of an expensive phone.

The caption read: [She loves me so much.]

The dazzling light from the phone hurt my eyes.

Further down, there was a collage photo.

The top half showed a pregnancy test, with Ave's name written on it.

The bottom half showed the man pressing his face against Ave's belly.

The caption: [She only has one body, but two heartbeats.]

At that moment, it was as if I had been struck by a cold wave.

I shook uncontrollably.

We had been married for five years, and I had always wanted to have a child with Ave.

A month ago, she grabbed my hand excitedly and told me she was pregnant.

I was so moved that tears welled up in my eyes, and I spun her around in my arms.

Since that day, I had been extra careful with her, always on edge.

I suggested she quit her job.

She said she didn't want to be a parasite and wanted to be a modern woman.

I couldn't argue with her, so I made her nutritious meals every day.

Worried she'd be anxious during the pregnancy, I turned down work to take her on trips to relax.

If she craved cake in the middle of the night, I'd drive across half the city to get her favorite kind.

I thought, even if I had to die for her, I would.

But I never expected this. She had an affair!

And the child might not even be mine.

I suddenly laughed, but it wasn't out of sadness.

Was it wrong for her to seek excitement? Where did she go wrong?

The mistake was choosing to indulge while still being married to me!

Love, that luxury, only existed in novels. In real life, it was best to just forget about it.

I tried to use Ave's computer.

I tried both our birthdays, but neither worked.

Then I remembered the man had said today was his birthday.

Being nervous, I typed it in, and it opened.

Pain suddenly gripped my chest.

I clicked on a folder named [Hawke.]

Images of explicit photos appeared on the screen.

The same man, but never showing his face.

The most recent photo was taken two days ago.

Ave and the man were embracing, naked.

That day, she was supposed to be on a business trip.

I opened Ave's shopping app.

There were chat records between her and the man.

"This new phone looks nice."

"I've ordered it for you, love you."

I checked her purchase history.

Sexy lingerie, limited-edition running shoes, several men's outfits, and even some adult items made my heart race just from reading the titles.

The delivery address was always the same. The neighboring community.

Ave had never bought me a gift. She always said that since we were married, giving gifts was too formal.

I had always thought she was someone who couldn't show affection.

At that moment, I realized I didn't know her at all.

I deleted all the browsing history, put the computer back in place, and wiped off any fingerprints.

After finishing all of that, the man updated his social media.

It was a picture of a woman in bunny girl lingerie, kneeling on a bed.

Though her face wasn't visible, I recognized Ave immediately.

My fingers clenched the phone so tightly they turned white, but I didn't feel a thing.

I wanted to tear these two apart.

I wanted them to be ruined.

But I knew I had to hold back, plan carefully, and act when the time was right.